A single sentence cornered la Hong Er, leaving him begging pitifully: "Please don’t tell Mr. Fang... I beg you, you are all good people."
"Heh..."
Jing Xiuyun showed no rcy towards la Hong Er. Although he had changed quite a bit under Mr. Fang’s pressure, his core nature was undoubtedly still despicable.
As she spoke, she continued walking forward.
After walking several hundred feet, Zhao Ying’er seed thoughtful as she gazed at the tightly closed gate on the other side, her eyebrows slightly furrowed.
After walking past it, Zhao Ying’er said: "Sister Xiu Yun, do you find sothing strange?"
"What is strange?"
"That gate, during this recent ti, since crossing over here for inspections, besides when we knocked to enter, the gate has basically never been opened?"
"Which gate?"
Jing Xiuyun was a bit puzzled and turned her head along Zhao Ying’er’s line of sight, seeing the imposing gatehouse with two large stone lions standing guard at the entrance.
But the vermillion gate was indeed tightly closed.
After searching her mory, she found no impressions: "This one?"
"Yes."
Zhao Ying’er said: "I have followed Mr. Fang here for inspections six tis, and this family has never opened the gate; when not following Mr. Fang, our team has patrolled past here twenty-one tis, and the gate has never been opened."
"It was originally considered normal, but now after two days, with such a big incident at the Zhu Family, and after repairing the gate they opened it again, this family still hasn’t opened their gate. This makes feel uneasy."
Zhao Ying’er frowned and said: "If I recall correctly, this household is a large family, including household guards and servants, about a hundred people, and none have had incidents, yet they keep the gate closed daily. How do they manage food and supplies?"
Yun Jianqiu said: "Isn’t this common? After all, such big households have ample food reserves, at least they have granaries, and this huge courtyard is enough to grow vegetables."
Zhao Ying’er raised her eyebrows and said: "You don’t understand big households. While dium-sized hos might grow so vegetables in their courtyards, such big houses have several manors outside the city, and their hos are filled with more flowers and gardens. No vegetables."
"Even if there is storage, it’s not fresh, such people are not accustod to eating that."
Zhao Ying’er said.
"But during this period, with the Dream Demon rampaging, everyone fears going out and keeps their gates shut, living out the days inside. I don’t find it abnormal. Plus, even if they don’t open the gate for us or the master doesn’t co out, who’s to say the servants don’t go out the side door to buy things?"
Yun Jianqiu said: "Could such people put up with it?"
"You make a good point." Zhao Ying’er nodded silently.
Then she said: "In the next few days, I’ll focus on observing this household to see if anyone cos out."
Yun Jianqiu found it no major matter and said: "Then you and la Hong Er, Jing Xiuyun, form a group and observe from afar. Usually, just from that teahouse. It happens to be a good vantage point."
"Okay."
Zhao Ying’er agreed.
Although she felt uncomfortable working with la Hong Er, amongst the recent patrol team, la Hong Er was indeed the most knowledgeable.
Yun Jianqiu gave la Hong Er a look, smiled slightly, and led the group away.
Thus Zhao Ying’er and the others went up to the teahouse.
"I’ll treat, my treat."
La Hong Er was very hospitable.
Jing Xiuyun and Zhao Ying’er exchanged glances, both feeling sothing was wrong. La Hong Er was not acting normal, seed like he was asking us for sothing.
Moreover, when Zhao Ying’er brought up this issue today, Yun Jianqiu handed over la Hong Er so suddenly, which caught them off guard.
This seed as though it was pre-arranged.
Jing Xiuyun was not polite, choosing the most expensive tea snacks to fill the table.
Then she pulled Zhao Ying’er to start eating and drinking: "Ying’er, don’t hold back, eat and drink to your heart’s content, after all, soone is treating."
Giving la Hong Er no chance to speak.
La Hong Er coughed softly, accompanying with a smile, deanor humble.
Obviously, he was waiting for the two won to ask him sothing, such as why he was so generous today or if there was sothing wrong.
But Zhao Ying’er and Jing Xiuyun understood each other perfectly and neither of them asked.
Determined to have a free al, as long as you hold your tongue, we will pretend nothing’s wrong, eat, drink, and then leave.
"Uh... Sister Jing..."
La Hong Er couldn’t hold back any longer.
Seeing the fruit plate being eaten up, how did these two won eat so much?
"What is it?"
"I have a request for Sister and Steward Zhao’s help..."
La Hong Er said with a bitter face.
"Knew you weren’t up to any good."
Jing Xiuyun sneered and said: "Go on, what is it."
"It’s my... wedding."
La Hong Er said bitterly: "Isn’t it that there’s no other way?"
Jing Xiuyun frowned unhappily: "What wedding?"
"I, I..."
"Weren’t you living with the Huang Family’s Sister-in-law all this ti?"
Jing Xiuyun narrowed her eyes and said coldly: "Er Quezi, everyone tolerated you all these years, not because you’re vile! It’s because Brother Huang left early, the Huang Family’s Sister-in-law with a child, it’s not easy being a widow, and she is strong-willed, not accepting everyone’s help. Because you partnered with Sister-in-law Huang, everyone turned a blind eye in respect and because what you were doing was decent...only then you were given so leeway."
Her brows slowly stood upright as she continued speaking: "Now, after so many years, after having your fill and fun, you want to marry? Er Quezi, do you think that’s appropriate?"
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